Also I have some new characters in here such as Resailles, who is Trowa's wife, and Trieze is alive in this story.
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Yeah, I know. I'm not a morning person, but I like to get up early. I get to do lots of stuff when I do. Weird, ain't it? It's 6 am, but my uncles call it 0600 hours. Right now is my favorite part of the morning, sometimes it's the best out of the whole day.
Anyway, I wish I didn't wear so much royal stuff, and my boots make to much noise. But doing this routine daily is the challenge. By now they are probably sick of it.
I love strolling down the wide hallways, ever so quietly. I continue strolling until I reach my destination. I wait a few minutes before I open my parent's bedroom door, then I slid in. I look over where my parents were, and I feel myself smile evily. Both of the were deep in sleep. Not to mention they were in a cuddling position, that made me disgusted. Oh well.
I get myself in a ready position, and then made my move.
I leaped in the air, making me jump past the footpost, and land perfectly in the direct center. I landed with my feet first, and then quickly using my feet to spring upward, causing both of my parents to jolt and bounce a few inches of the bed surface. I could help to laugh, until I forgot I bounced a little too high, making my head crash into the canopy, and it sended me down fast hitting the bed again; which the final result was a backward flip landed head first on the carpet.
I quickly got on to my feet and sprinted down the hallways, with my father at my heels. I continued to dash down the hallways, laughing loudly and screaming at my wake. (I bet I woke up everyone in the castle.) I made my way down to the corner of the hallway, and turned too sharped that I bumped into someone. I flew back from the reaction, and my father caught me. I looked up, and I saw my Uncle Millardo staring down at me with a watch-it-where-your-going and you-shouldn't-be-running-and-screaming kind of glare. I gave him my father's glare, and quickly went behind my father for protection. My uncle then observed my father, who was only wearing boxers, and began to snicker and pass by.
My father shooked his head, and then use his right arm to bring me closer to him, and we continue to walk. Of course, he gave me a brief lecture saying, "It's not prince like to be doing such stunts.", and "I shouldn't be waking your mother and I like that."
I thought to myself, What's a eight-year-old boy suppose to do?
But I just nodded my head, pretending I understood my father. We made our way down stairs to the kitchen, and greeted everyone. Such as my Uncle Duo, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, Millardo, and Trieze; and my Aunt Hilde, Resailles, Dorothy, Une, and Noin.
Then my dad's eyes suddenly grew wide, and sprinted out of the dining room for he had forgetten he was in his underware. Heh heh. The whole room bursted with laughter (including me) and I heard my Uncle Duo say, "Someone sure had FUN last night!", whatever that meant. I just continued to laugh and sat down to eat my breakfast.
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Later that morning I continue to stroll until I came to a window that showed the outside gardens, and my disgusted face returned. My parents were romancing each other. (Yuck) My gosh, how many times do they to kiss each other? Well, I already know that this is going to last all day. Oh no, my father is putting a flower in her hair and kissing her neck. Ugh! I think I gonna gag. I better go before they get to 'lubby dovy'.....
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So, did you guys like it? Yeah, I know I'm terrible. Please let me know what you think!!
